THE WAY OF EYWA

“ but you did that yesterday, and mama said i had to stay with you ‘cause you keep me out of trouble ” she’s grinning now, having pulled herself free from kiri’s grip, fangs are showing as she’s leaning her weight on her side, swaying slightly.

"what if i took you flying with me? would that work?"

"Kiri! Kiri - hey, look at me! A-Are you okay? Hang in there!" The woman spoke through her mask; panting heavily. She knelt to her level, pulling one kimoyo bead from the stem of her bracelet and carefully placed it into Kiri's wound. "Y-You're going to be okay! I will protect you!" She said, wrapping her arms protectively around her small frame, glaring at the RECOM soldiers. She was not going to allow someone else she cared for to die on her watch. She will not allow it.

"the spirit tree," she whispered. "get me to the spirit tree." it may be a breech of trust, allowing an outsider to be so close to eywa, but under the circumstances, the round orb that shuri placed in her wound may not be enough.

“Uh, it’s fine! You looked.. pretty – distracted.” Quickly picking up the folder, she straightened back up and with an uncertain glance upward. She was always awkward and rarely looked fully up if she could help it.  “You .. watch those videos a lot. If you want, you can borrow a datapad. Save you the trip coming here all the time.”

"thank you for the offer," she whispered. a lopsided grin touched her lips before kiri extended to her full height, returning the papers. "i may do as you suggest." but she'd keep it from her parents, unsure of how they would react. "but i have no way to keep the device charged." such a strange word, charged. "i would still need to return." which wasn't a bad thing. this had been grace's home, after all. kiri could not abandoned it completely.

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    *          𝗦𝗘𝗘  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗  𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛  𝗛𝗘𝗥  𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗦 .            an  independent  portrayal  of    neytiri  te  tskaha  mo'at'ite    of  james  cameron’s  avatar   …   est .   2015 ,   remade  2022 .   written  by  chantelle ,   ⁽  ᵗʷᵉⁿᵗʸ ⁻ ᵗʷᵒ ,  ʰᵉ / ᵗʰᵉʸ  ⁾ .